James "Jim" Albert Whitfield, 92, went to his Heavenly home Saturday, February 8, 2014. A Celebration of life will be held at 11:30 a.m. Thursday, February 13, 2014 at Sagamore Baptist Church, 2301 Dottie Lynn Parkway, Fort Worth, Texas 76120. Interment: 3:00 p.m. at Dallas-Fort Worth National Cemetery in Grand Prairie. Memorials: In lieu of flowers, please consider a donation to Eagle Crest Villa - 112 Denver Trail, Azle, Texas, 76020, where James had lived for the last two years. James was born to Fannie Marshall and Doc Parker Whitfield on February 20, 1921. He is preceded in death by his seven siblings; his daughter, Dolores Springer; and his grandson, Blake Whitfield. He is survived by his sons, Jerry Whitfield and wife Karen of Tioga, Texas, James Allen Whitfield Sr. and wife Patricia of Oklahoma City, Oklahoma; his grandchildren Debbie Parks and husband Randy of Bedford, Texas, Wesley Rodgers and wife Trenda of Baytown, Texas, James A. Whitfield Jr. and wife Angie of Annapolis, Maryland, Pam Blair of Tioga, Texas, Tammy Meadows and husband Ed of The Colony, Texas, Bronwen Nikora and husband Robert of Detroit, Michigan, and Kristen Whitfield of Albuquerque, New Mexico; great grandchildren, Amanda Everly and husband Daniel, Kessley Mayrath and husband William, Kaitlyn Rodgers, Joseph Bradshaw, Brandon and Jordan Meadows, Kelsey Whitfield, and Gabriel Nikora; and a great great grandson, Jaxon Everly, whom he called "Scooterbutt". THE WHITFIELD FIVE Brothers they were, those five were all boy Floyd, Hugh, Jim, Hollie and Roy Such a time they all had when they were young Going places on horseback, songs of joy they sung Saturday nights were theirs, to have such fun Going to the local dance, foes saw them coming and wanted to run Jim and Roy, those two stirred it all up Floyd and Hugh just had their backs, yup Hollie was youngest and missed many a fight But you know he was praying for them all to get through the night Going back home completely worn out All falling asleep on top of their mount Not to worry none, for they had had their play Sleeping sound as a baby, knowing their horse knew the way Waking up in the morning arriving home at the gate All was well, back then things were really great Now St. Peter is there, Floyd, Hugh, Roy and Hollie too Yes, theyre all there telling Jim, "HEY BROTHER, COME ON IN, WEVE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU!"